Best Agent Poems


The Obtuse Angle

An obtuse angle is an angle of greater than 90° and less than 180°. Wiki

I must be looking like an obtuse angle
in my funeral agent's eyes - 
an over ninety years old, 
(but less than one hundred and eighty) 
indigent sunburnt naked geezer 
who likes to meditate on the rooftop -
an egregious instance of treachery and immorality.
He is pretty delicate, my funeral agent, though, 
when calling to enquire after my health.

- Nausea? - he's asking me with hope. 
- Delirium? 
- Convulsions?

Insouciance.
Freedom.
Awakening.

I'm sorry to disappoint him. 
I like funeral agents: 
they mediate between life and death 
and consecrate the right to a decent funeral. 
Alas, they attach too much importance to acute angles.


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Travel Agent

The fascination with travel.
Eating Sushi in Japan
Leisurely walk Central Park
Explore wondrous Machu Picchu
Romancing France
Shopping Italian style
Admire Egyptian Nile.
I just want to go
To Heaven
Then 
See it all.

Garfield Secret Agent

Remember that cat named Garfield?
You know, that big ole lazy cat?
He slept all day, eatin' nothing but lasagna
Til he woke up one day fat

Well, did you know he was a secret agent?
Yep, he worked for the C. I. A
See, no one would ever suspect a cat
And they just wouldn't try to get away

He was a real cool cat, as cool cats go
Nothing like that fake, "James Bond"
See, Garfield traveled all over the world
Even to England, you know across the pond?

He had some real cool gadgets too
That was hidden inside his paws
That cat even had a death ray
But only if he extended his claws

They didn't have to pay him money either
Lasagna, was his only price
See, there's a reason, that's all he'd ever eat 
Cause he was just to fat to catch mice

Garfield was also popular with the ladies
It was something about his tail
But, see, that wasn't the only reason
He'd share his lasagna as well

Well, that's my story, he's retired now
They say he just got too fat
But before I go, there's just one more thing
Do you like my drawing of a cat?


        ,,,=^..^=,,,    Meow
© Larry Belt  Create an image from this poem.


Centralized Intelligent Agent

Tarot reading I desired.
She flipped each card and the world was before my eyes.
I thought that the spread would not have insight.
However, the cards did not lie.

I don't know this personally.
I am not one to believe a darn thing you tell me.
You are after something that does not belong to you.
I do not need leadership from a damned fool.

I would meet the fool in the world.
His tales would be told via our love.
Oscar was full of s***.
He knew the exit.

The gateway to technology expressed his ideas.
He seemed to believe he open doors for me.
I have learned him well.
The Tarot Reader showed me the High Priestess.

I would meet the fool in the world.
Therein, skill, logic, and intelligence would transform.
A new generation has come transgressing the old one.

Not to cheat myself, I will be succinct.
The Tarot 3 card spread Justice, The Lovers, and Death.
Suppression is an element that disallows a liberated mind.
Never to be fooled by love, the critical times will appear.
Righteous, herein, is within the Lord's omnipotency.
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Premium Member I Choose Freedom

I am a free moral agent
I detest imprisonment
I abhor bondage
I reject  life in the cage
I am imbued with the ability to choose
So I choose freedom
Freedom from political oppression
Freedom from economic oppression
Freedom from religious oppression
Freedom from poverty
Freedom from hypocrisy
Freedom to speak when humanity is in danger
Freedom to say yes when my heart means so
Freedom to say no when the world says yes
Freedom to be myself and nobody else
Freedom to stand on God’s authority
Instead of man’s majority
Freedom from demonic entanglements
Trials and temptations may come my way
But I cannot run away from them
Cause they speak strength to my life
I was born to be free
And so no impediments should limit my freedom

Secret Agent Unhinged Translations

She was a daring escape artist,
secret agent in her own maniacally
complicit central intelligence gravitas,
gritting darkly ravaged plug-in gray matter
weapon of choice - unsystematic wordy tumult 
seducing unhinged recondite translations
© Paloma P  Create an image from this poem.


Agent Arkansas 90766 Beta (Part 3)

[90766 Log 003]

7/18     20:12

Nate-- Touchdown! The crowd goes wild!
Agent-- So your going back to the outpost now?
Nate-- Yeah, Forest is my home. The outpost there is too.
Agent-- O.K. I'll stop by and see you soon.
Nate-- I'll be there. I'll play your song on the way home.
It's still "Say Anything" by Cartel right?
Agent-- You got it. I love that song.
Nate-- Memory like an elephant...
Agent-- Body of a Tiger?
Nate-- yup.
Agent-- Stay safe out there.
Nate-- you too...

Agent Orange Eclipse

Agent Orange
Tinging lush, green foliage
Breath-taking shadow
Swallows mercurial moon
Invisible orb hovers



October 11, 2012

Travel Agent Praise Haiku

this view is stunning
money cannot buy this peace
i give God the Praise....
© Marty King  Create an image from this poem.

Agent Arkansas 90766 Beta (Part 4)

[90766 Log 004]

7/18     20:15

[recored audio]
Nate-- see you on the other side.
Agent-- See you later little bro.
(air let out from the Air-Tight pilot cabin)
BETA-- Multiple hostile forces are in the area
Agent-- What? That's not possible-
(gunfire)
Agent-- Nate! Get the hell out of here.
(return fire)
Agent-- Go! Go! Go!
(engine sounds)
Nate (over loudspeaker)-- We have takeoff.
Good luck out there.
(gunfire stops)
BETA-- Those are gunmen for the Association: Rank 2
Agent-- Why are they here? New Athens is a Federation
city not an Association city.
BETA-- Records indicate a successful Associate siege.
Agent-- So we just walked into an Associate city and 
killed two gunmen.
BETA-- Correct.
Agent-- ...And our only way out just left.
BETA-- Correct.
Agent-- O.K. I'm going to need more than this pistol.
BETA-- There was a Federation barracks half a 
kilometer from here. I'm not sure if it's still there.
Agent-- It's better than nothing...

Vietnam and the Grace of God

The daughter of a lucky Vietnam marine, 
 his only child is my husband you see
lucky because he made it out alive,
aware of the alternative..
as he watched buddies die.

Some days for hours I’d listen to stories
many times in disbelief…………
it wasn’t until he pulled out his pictures
that he made a believer of me.

Enemy fire, hell in the jungle, 
and finely beyond the grenades, 
I remember him saying 
it was by the grace of GOD, 
the reason their Asses were saved.

Proud they were and lucky 
to go home, now here we are, 
fourty years down the road.

While my husband, 
our daughter,
his mother and I, feel
very fortunate to have been
a part of his life

As luck would have it.. 
this cliché is a lie, 
those who felt lucky never
had luck on their side.

A soldier selflessly sacrifices life
some were called quickly
and others over time.

Dad was a marine during the 
Vietnam War standing 
front line and center, 
freedom at the core

Positioned in the jungle, 
men were exposed 
It’s silent, and brewing, 
agent orange as we know.

Agent Orange is the reason
 so doctors have said,
that caused the cancer and
 the death of our dad.

A MAN of all MEN 
he will always be known
as another fallen marine has
been called home

Me-Agent Covid-19

Me- Agent Covid-19
(1)
Halt! Wey you think you going
Eh, Grenadian?
You ain’t hearing
 You ain’t listening
You can’t see
What! You doh fraid me
I should stop making all this fuss
Because am just a little virus!
Covid-19.

(2)
 Can’t you see that I control things?
That I have everybody on a string?
Me- this little virus
Invisible as invisible can be
You better don’t mess with me
I am evident everywhere 
I dominate the atmosphere.
Me- Covid-19.

(3)
I can attack your respiratory system
And turn your life into total mayhem
I move faster than lighting, faster than 5G
I will mutilate every cell in your body
Doctors are perplexed
Trying to fit me into a novel context
I can wipe out this generation clean
Me- Super Covid- 19.

(4)
So if you know what’s good for you
Go back and obey the curfew
Practice proper hygiene
Impose a self -quarantine
And if you playing more dread
Ah killing you dead, dead, dead!
It would be a sad conclusion
When my tentacles launch their mortal invasion
Me- Operation Covid-19.

(5)
I control world economics
I manipulate minds and politics
Crashing stock markets
Shutting down supermarkets
Even the churches
Everyone is in my clutches
I even closed international borders
Yes, I am proxy for the future ‘order’
Me - Commander- Covid-19.

(6)
Watch politicians fumbling
Educators scrambling
Investors crumbling
Bosses bawling
Doctors, everybody on their knees
Begging God, “Please
Stop this thing!”
 Covid-19.

(7)
Look! Just retreat
Go home, take a sit
Ponder on my capabilities
Reflect on your responsibilities
I guarantee, you will see
That my assignment is not only calamity
And don’t catch a fit
When you realize my tremendous benefits
Me- Little Covid-19.

(8)
See! Workers smiling
People resting
Children happy
They now have a family
That’s why I leave them alone
And send their parents home
The air is more refreshing
As pollution level keeps dropping
Me- Covid-19

(9)
Note though, that ultimately
My presence is quite timely
To set the prophetic stage
For a One World Sage
So no one can take me down
Before my assignment is done
He that has an ear
 Let him hear
Be very aware of the vaccine
Me- Agent Covid-19.

Agent Arkansas 90766 Beta (Part 1)

[90766 LOG 001]

7/18     13:23

BETA-- Sir, The facility has issued a search for-
Agent-- I know... it's to late now
BETA-- Protocol states: any AWOL officer or agent will be
terminated after six hours of absence 
Agent-- They won't get the chance
BETA-- Where do you plan to go?
Agent-- North. To New Athens.
BETA-- What do you need there?
Agent-- A place to stay for a while, I have a friend who
lives there.
BETA-- What will you do with yourself?
Agent--I want to...I don't know, the juries out.
BETA-- To lunch?
Agent-- Yeah, 'to lunch'

7/18     16:42

BETA-- We have been walking for three point nineteen
hours, We should stop to find transportation.
Agent-- I'm working on it. I know of a Federation 
vehicle outpost a few kilometers away
BETA-- I do not have knowledge of that station.
It must be a stealth operation facility.
Agent-- Something like that...
BETA-- Ah, That explains it.

[recorded audio feed]

Agent-- Honey I'm home.
Unidentified-- Is that- It can't be. Who's there?
Agent-- It is me...
Unidentified-- No, your dead you've been dead 2 years
there were seven reports of soldiers watching you die
Agent-- I lived, don't you know your own brother?
(foot steps around the corner)
Unidentified-- So the Federation faked it? Made you
one of the Specs? 
Agent-- Yeah, not as great as they make it sound. How
have you been Nate? Still hanging around here, huh?
Nate-- Yup, never gets old. Flying Blades and eating and sleeping.
Agent-- Small talk aside, I'm going to New Athens. I need
a ride, do you want to come?
Nate-- Hmmm...sounds like an adventure but I won't stick around.
Agent-- Why not?
Nate-- You know why. I'm an operator, not a solider. I can't fight.
Agent-- O.K. little bro... When is takeoff?
Nate-- In five...

Agent Arkansas 90766 Beta (Prelude)

Striped of your name and trained to kill
Put a glaze over your eyes and war-forge skill

Suit you in armor and give you a gun
expect you to follow orders but you run

Part of the crew 49 all standing
awaiting the chance to escape the Landing

the machines try to stop you but your to good
your wits are sharp and do what you should

The delta shield scratched into your metal
you can crush the world like a rose petal

you live in a world of lies
but you can change it this time

but you know what you must do
you should fight for what's true

you are the Agent that got away (the only one who has)
Arkansas is your name (the world rests in your grasp)

Moral Agent

MORAL AGENT:

Seriously, he understands life so well.
Refreshes himself with farewell,
Whenever time seems to past or fade.
Really does he get his future finely laid, 
At every cost of time without a blame.
He cherishes good name than fame.
Even when he fails or lose in life game,
Never does he give up or feel ashame.
Tenacity is always his golden diadem,
And abstractly, patience is his emblem.
He appreciates all forms of situations,
Of which he deals with deliberations.
The society knows of his good works,
But he never blows his own trumpet.

When men are showing off their gains, 
He chooses to sit,listen and deduce.
He's never moved by what people say,
No matter what...He is self-enthused.
Moreover, he is relentless in any case,
So by no means does he get confused.
A human being with a lions heart,
Very brave and strong but never brags.
In silence does he work towards a win,
And powerfully, he lives like a king.
For his actions reflects his attitude...,
Which proves wisdom is his attribute.
He is always ready to help the needy,
Since he is contented and not greedy.

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